Hate and Basketball

I spent an earlier chapter of my life not as someone who played basketball, but as someone whose entire identity was structured and defined by being a basketball player. Basketball was my special pass-card that allowed me into the zone of black America, a realm that didn’t belong to me.

Reading Katehi: The Pepper Spray Chancellor

“our context at the time was seeing what’s happening in the City of Oakland...my fear is a longterm occupation with a number of tents where we have an undergraduate student and a non-affiliate and there’s an incident. And then I’m reporting to a parent that a nonaffiliate has done this unthinkable act with your daughter,